歌曲 | In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall |
歌手 | Xiu Xiu |
专辑 | Women As Lovers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Stewart | |
where does it hurt? | |
without fuss, set my finger there | |
to touch it touch it touch it touch it | |
93 pounds, fetish guilt | |
grip the swans neck | |
and twist it twist it twist it twist it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this fate? | |
discolored at the bite of a pear | |
cut love me | |
cut love me into your breast | |
crush a pastry into your breast | |
wipe your hole clean, lover's blood | |
to have learned nothing | |
stitch it stitch it stitch it stitch it | |
tell me you are bad, busy witch | |
passive as a toilet | |
eat it eat it eat it eat it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this flaw? | |
discolored by the bite of an ox | |
slit make me | |
slit make me into your breast | |
and crush an ashtray into your breast | |
oh Mouchette can you hear? | |
can you hear the axe fall? | |
Jesse, ah ah ah... | |
in lust you can hear the axe fall | |
OH! |
zuo qu : Stewart | |
where does it hurt? | |
without fuss, set my finger there | |
to touch it touch it touch it touch it | |
93 pounds, fetish guilt | |
grip the swans neck | |
and twist it twist it twist it twist it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this fate? | |
discolored at the bite of a pear | |
cut love me | |
cut love me into your breast | |
crush a pastry into your breast | |
wipe your hole clean, lover' s blood | |
to have learned nothing | |
stitch it stitch it stitch it stitch it | |
tell me you are bad, busy witch | |
passive as a toilet | |
eat it eat it eat it eat it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this flaw? | |
discolored by the bite of an ox | |
slit make me | |
slit make me into your breast | |
and crush an ashtray into your breast | |
oh Mouchette can you hear? | |
can you hear the axe fall? | |
Jesse, ah ah ah... | |
in lust you can hear the axe fall | |
OH! |
zuò qǔ : Stewart | |
where does it hurt? | |
without fuss, set my finger there | |
to touch it touch it touch it touch it | |
93 pounds, fetish guilt | |
grip the swans neck | |
and twist it twist it twist it twist it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this fate? | |
discolored at the bite of a pear | |
cut love me | |
cut love me into your breast | |
crush a pastry into your breast | |
wipe your hole clean, lover' s blood | |
to have learned nothing | |
stitch it stitch it stitch it stitch it | |
tell me you are bad, busy witch | |
passive as a toilet | |
eat it eat it eat it eat it | |
who there is, who is not bored by this flaw? | |
discolored by the bite of an ox | |
slit make me | |
slit make me into your breast | |
and crush an ashtray into your breast | |
oh Mouchette can you hear? | |
can you hear the axe fall? | |
Jesse, ah ah ah... | |
in lust you can hear the axe fall | |
OH! |